Best Possessive Poems
Douse me in sugar coated lies
Bind me with possessive ties
caress me with that bitter torment
I know your heart is sitting dormant
Kiss me with those poisonous lips
Embrace me with your lethal grip
Compel my mind to now concave
As you Love me deeply to the grave
My desert I-land is a great place to be.
Would you care to peruse this brochure?
But even with the Bible and Shakespeare,
my eight favourite gramophone records,
and a limitless supply of needles,
not everything is kosher.
If you're feeling lonely, how about
me coming over to you-land,
or if you like, you can visit me-land
On second thoughts, I'd better visit you-land first,
As in the second person you can't tell nominative from accusative.
In any case, we can always practise the dative,
or conjugate in the first person plural.
We'll see I to I, I'm sure.
Then we can go on trips to him- and her-land,
and even to the continental them-land
(if you can stand the crowds).
But if you come over to me-land,
I'll show you all the tourist sights.
Don't believe those silly stories about swamps,
shark-infested bays, and so on. Lies, I tell you, lies!
Mind you, I can't promise fair weather all the time.
If the wind's in the wrong direction,
you might imagine you're getting the whiff
of an imaginary swamp. Lies, I say!
Can I interest you in a colour brochure?
Visit my sunny I-land--excuse the slip--visit me-land.
Some adjectives can be so possessive.
Envoi
There's no need to get tense
about the future.
After the conjugation
and--excuse my grammar--
things copulative are past,
and we are no longer active,
let us, the redundant,
decline in the imperfect,
and dream of a promised land,
beyond the gloaming,
where the sea ends in
the infinitive.
being number one
wiggles underneath the rock
a spade descends
being number two
hides behind the rock
a foot falls
being number three
lays on top of the flat rock
skin to stone
being number four
perches atop the rock
shells crack
being number six
flies over the rock
guano falls
*who are the beings [do you see them in your head? I didn't tell you!]
**how big is the rock [did you see it in your head? I didn't tell you.]
*** how did what happen, happen? in line 3 did you see it in your head?
**** haiku and senryu are in the moment verses which require
showing not telling and the bulk of the poem is always in the readers mind
not the poets pen.
bleed'n ink
like a river
slithering
around mountains
through valleys
and over cliffs
gushing out
falling free
all the ink
that's in me
I urge
to bleed
personal possessive pronouns
in front of your name
and every endearment
personal possessive pronoun this
personal possessive pronoun that
personal possessive pronoun sweet...
personal possessive pronoun dear...
they all roll right off my keyboard
but they mean nothing
unless rolled right off my tongue
you aren't personal possessive pronoun
anything--yet
and I've hemorrhaged
a blood bank
over you
... yeah
true...
you've spilled vast quantities
over me, too
quite the ink bath
we're wading through
but
no personal possessive pronouns
start using them on me
I'll start using them on you
next thing you know
I'm on flights
with stuffed bunnies,
roses, chocolates, and daisies
believing in
happily ever after
so... no
personal possessive pronouns
not until we have
no more ink to bleed
but, oh,
how I want you
to be....
P
O
Sands of time slip away, stop for none
Seize the moments in my grip if I can
E
Spread my mental mesh on all known
Solipsistic instinct holds you as my own
I
V
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November 15, 2020
Contest : Kim's Acrostic Play
Sponsor : Kim Rodrigues